“I don’t think you’re supposed to speak to your queen that way.” She grinned, a fucking traitorous little grin, and I knew that I was going to devour her. “I could call for my guards right now and have you carried away.” I pressed my thumb hard against her clit through her underwear, and her hips surged forward, betraying her. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Wouldn’t I?” she asked so breathlessly. I smirked, dragging my thumb in slow, lazy circles over the lace covering her, feeling her body tremble beneath my hands. Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Dacre…” I pressed a kiss to
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